I knew not what life was
As the assassins fired upon
Wars forgotten
Where even the frogs within fog
Were accused of high treason

I battle my own life
Each knife wound drawing blood
Every day a trek through the mud
And what have I got to show for it,
Except some unknown reason to praise
A God who lives above me
That never seems to show His face -
Maybe I'm looking in the wrong places

Events cease to produce themselves
Once the motion has stopped
The raindrops dropped on me as did
Tears I swore I would never shed again
But the bane of each existence
Is identical to the soul to the left and right
That's right - the darkness knows your truth too

Taking while breaking
Sworn on oaths with undertones
Of rebellion and oil money
Where each world away
Is a land that rests on eternity or
Being buried in repetitious flames
And my alcohol soothes me
Like Her curves bend and flee
In a Fall wind that is just about to begin

I quit with this
All the way down in this
God awful pit

Alone with every bone
As my tomb begins to close
And a new life careens in a swing
Whose motion is as foreign
As the faces of old kings

Calling across metallic membranes
Of a time that holds no prisoner forever
Closer, closer, to a place without forgiveness
I call and hear the echo of my own voice
And know truly that I draw nearer